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castle_perraultLeaving this place wasn't going to work, Hermes could already tell. He was attuned to travel, to roads and to boundaries, to liminal spaces, and every bit of that was telling him this place was a loop.
So he didn't even really bother checking to see if he was right. He didn't have to check to see if any of the other gods were here, either; as official messenger, he could locate them pretty easily, and from here? It felt like they were nowhere.
...Which was just creepy, really. Creepier than his own currently implike form, even though he was a little unsettled by the fact that he couldn't just change himself back to normal.
But all that, like being stuck here or missing his sandals, too, it was all something he could take time to deal with. He could be patient, and he had the time to be; immortality had a lot of perks. So he set to exploring the island and the castle grounds, or started to, at least. If he ran into someone by the lake, or in the courtyard, or the halls, or in one of the castle's odd rooms through the many random doors (it wouldn't take him long to notice that he wasn't exactly able to nail the geography of this pad down)... or anywhere else, it might answer a few more of his questions if he stopped to chat.
Besides, feeling so alone here was just nutty, and not in a great way.
[OOC: For the Halloween event, Hermes is in his imp form, complete with sharper glasses. He still has his toga and his caduceus, but is currently missing his winged sandals and hat. EVERYONE COME BOTHER HIM, HE IS FRIENDLY AND ALSO EVERYWHERE.]
So he didn't even really bother checking to see if he was right. He didn't have to check to see if any of the other gods were here, either; as official messenger, he could locate them pretty easily, and from here? It felt like they were nowhere.
...Which was just creepy, really. Creepier than his own currently implike form, even though he was a little unsettled by the fact that he couldn't just change himself back to normal.
But all that, like being stuck here or missing his sandals, too, it was all something he could take time to deal with. He could be patient, and he had the time to be; immortality had a lot of perks. So he set to exploring the island and the castle grounds, or started to, at least. If he ran into someone by the lake, or in the courtyard, or the halls, or in one of the castle's odd rooms through the many random doors (it wouldn't take him long to notice that he wasn't exactly able to nail the geography of this pad down)... or anywhere else, it might answer a few more of his questions if he stopped to chat.
Besides, feeling so alone here was just nutty, and not in a great way.
[OOC: For the Halloween event, Hermes is in his imp form, complete with sharper glasses. He still has his toga and his caduceus, but is currently missing his winged sandals and hat. EVERYONE COME BOTHER HIM, HE IS FRIENDLY AND ALSO EVERYWHERE.]
drags myself bacl onto aaron... HELLO
Date: 2016-10-12 08:55 pm (UTC)He's got more than hooves, too. Sometime during the night a few days ago, he'd sprouted the shaggy lower body of a goat, horns, and a tail. After a few frantic hours of finding a mirror and then finding scissors, he has notably less shaggy (but still furry and weirdly-jointed) legs. And then pants don't fit, so he's stuck wearing shorts with a scissor-cut hole for his tail. One he doesn't seem to have much control over, either.
He finally comes out during the night, sorely hoping that he's not the only one to be weirdly changed.
Oh, great, a little demon. Imp. Thing.
"Hey there!" A little too chipper, but alright. "You too?"